I, Who Can Only Kill The Emperor In Seconds, Transform Into The Emperor's Harvester

Outside Taixu Palace, Lin Xuanqing maintained the style of his ancestors and stood with his hands behind his back.

Ye Fan, the son of the plane, fell out of the plane in seconds. After taking over the hidden mission, he looked at the Zixiao Mountain in the distance.

"That finger move just now was so shocking that it should have suppressed these powerful men above the Martial Emperor, right?"

"Would you like to watch the elder recruitment outside?"

Lin Xuanqing thought to himself and looked at the crowd for a few seconds.

"Forget it, let's go back to Taixu Palace and live in peace."

Although the special effects on that finger were really cool, Lin Xuanqing finally gave up the idea of ​​staying outside.

After all, there are tens of thousands of strong men above the Martial Emperor level here, and if you pick one out at random, you can kill him in an instant.

I am not afraid of those who are bold, but I am afraid of those who have brain problems.

What if a lunatic suddenly bursts out from inside?

So it's better to go back and live in peace.

In addition, Lin Xuanqing had to carefully study what to do when the system released this deceptive mission about the ruins of the Dragon God Imperial Palace.

However, when he just looked away and was about to turn around and return to Taixu Palace, two dazzling golden lights shot out from the crowd in the distance.

Under the golden light, Lin Xuanqing saw two people.

It was Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang. At this moment, they took off their disguises.

In an instant, the breaths of the two people surged.

Martial Lord, Saint, Peak Saint, First-order Imperial Realm, Second-order Imperial Realm...

The emperor's powerful aura spread among the crowd, bringing the monks who were still immersed in the shock of Lin Xuanqing's finger lighting up the sky back to reality.

People were surprised to find that a seemingly ordinary Martial Sect and an extremely inconspicuous Martial Emperor were actually two heaven-defying powers!

"Fellow Taoists, look, we have two great emperors!"

At this moment, a long-bearded monk with saint-level cultivation exclaimed loudly.

Everyone's attention was completely focused on Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang.

"The Great Emperor, he is actually the Great Emperor again..."

"I didn't expect that in my old age, I would be able to meet so many great emperors at one time in Zixiao Holy Land. It will be worth it if I fall in the future~"

In the Beihai Tianyu, there is only one person in the imperial realm, Beihai Emperor.

Therefore, most monks will never see those hidden emperor realms in their lifetime.

Today, a total of three great emperors appeared in Zixiao Holy Land, and the monks from the small forces were naturally extremely excited.

At this moment, Su Qingxue was seen fading away from the old woman's face, revealing her beautiful face. Wrapped in a snow coat, people feel extremely holy and unattainable.

Ancestor Lieyang has not changed much.

The only difference is that when his aura reaches the fourth level of the Emperor, the red crown above his head turns into a red fireball, hanging in the sky like the sun.

"Girl Su, let's go see Ancestor Zixiao!"

Ancestor Lieyang said in a deep voice, and Su Qingxue nodded slightly.

The two of them walked through the air, and with every step they took, a vision of two heavens of ice and fire appeared around them.

The monk who had ridiculed Patriarch Lieyang for being the Martial King realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said before.

He wanted to regret it, but it was too late.

When Patriarch Lieyang passed by him, the scorching red flames drained his body instantly and then turned it into ashes.

When the other monks saw this Martial Lord being crushed to death by Patriarch Lieyang like an ant, their bodies trembled with fear.

That was Lord Wu, the one who could easily wipe out an entire dynasty in the Heaven Realm...

Everyone watched as the two approached Lin Xuanqing.

When they came to Lin Xuanqing, they immediately restrained the aura of the emperor.

After all, under the nose of a super powerful person like Lin Xuanqing, it is better to keep a low profile.

"The little girl Su Qingxue has met the ancestor Zixiao~"

"I've met the ancestor Zixiao in Lieyang!"

The two of them were respectful and gave Lin Xuanqing the disciple's gift of respecting their elders.

"Su Qingxue..."

"This name seems familiar."

Some monks who had lived longer seemed to think of something after hearing this name.

The old man Li from the Qingshan Sect who was in the Martial Lord Realm was one of them.

At this time, because of the name Su Qingxue, a mysterious sect standing on the divine moon appeared in his mind.

And his young self just stood there blankly below, looking up.

"Su Qingxue, Su Qingxue..."

"I remembered!

"She is one of the four guardian elders of the Moon God Sect who has never appeared before, the Holy Snow Fairy!"

"Fairy Holy Snow?"

"No way, hasn't she already passed away?"

"That's just the Moon God Sect's rhetoric to the outside world!"

"In the Heavenly Domain, the Beihai Emperor is the only one who dominates. The other powerful men have basically retreated into the background after achieving the imperial realm. They only declare to the outside world that they have passed away."

"Look at the powerful man next to Fairy Shengxue with the red sun on his head. Although his origin is unknown, his cultivation is probably much stronger than Fairy Shengxue!"

"How can Fairy Shengxue, a powerful person from the Moon God Sect, treat the ancestor Zixiao as a disciple?"

Mr. Li doesn't understand, and many monks don't understand.

The three major sects are the forces second only to the Beihai Imperial Palace. No matter how high the cultivation level of the ancestor Zixiao is, he will not let Su Qingxue, who is from the Moon God Sect, consider himself a disciple, right?

What's more, Fairy Shengxue is the Great Emperor!

Asking an emperor to perform discipleship ceremony, tut tut, in the Beihai Tianyu, except for the Beihai Emperor, it is almost impossible for anyone to do it.

Even if there are others, they can only be the old leaders of the three major religions...

"Ancestor Zixiao is so terrifying!"

"From this point of view, his true cultivation level should be similar to that of Emperor Beihai."

"There are probably a million martial arts sects like me that wouldn't be enough for Ancestor Zixiao to defeat..."

…

Su Qingxue and Patriarch Lieyang bowed as disciples, showing enough respect for Lin Xuanqing.

But what surprised them both was that after the salute, they still received no response from Lin Xuanqing.

"Could I have mistaken the true meaning in the eyes of Patriarch Zixiao?"

Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang were immediately under great pressure.

"if it is like this……"

After a brief exchange of eyes between Su Qingxue and Ancestor Lieyang, they came to a decisive conclusion.

They should not be wrong about Patriarch Zixiao.

Ancestor Zixiao did not respond, probably because he was not sincere enough and did not satisfy Ancestor Zixiao.

So the two of them said almost at the same time: "I am willing to join the Zixiao Holy Land and donate 20,000 (30,000) top-quality spiritual crystals!"

Ancestor Lieyang blurted out thirty thousand spirit crystals, and Su Qingxue glared at him.

Su Qingxue said, good fellow, whether it’s Gou or you, Patriarch Lieyang, I’m better off.

So she quickly added ten thousand, and then five thousand more.

"The little girl offers thirty-five thousand!"

"I'll pay 40,000!"

"I'll pay forty-five thousand!"

"I'll pay 60,000!"

"you!"

Ancestor Lieyang hurriedly took out six Qiankun bags from his sleeves, each of which contained ten thousand top-quality spiritual crystals.

Su Qingxue's total wealth was only 50,000 yuan. She couldn't afford more, so she had no choice but to give up.

Ancestor Lie Yang secretly rejoiced in his heart: Hum hum, I have lived tens of thousands of years longer than this girl like you. Compared with your financial resources, you are more mature.

In fact, he is not afraid even if Su Qingxue can still spend ten or twenty thousand, because there are twenty thousand top-grade spiritual crystals hidden in his shoes.

“This is a little bit of our love for the Holy Land.”

The two paid spiritual crystals and looked forward to Lin Xuanqing's reaction.

Lin Xuanqing's face was sullen, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Ancestor Su Qingxue and He Lieyang still feel stressed.

Under this heavy pressure, Lin Xuanqing suddenly spoke.

"You two, do you know the ruins of Dragon God's Imperial Palace?"

After hearing these words, Su Qingxue and Lieyang Ancestor's bodies trembled suddenly.

The remains of the Dragon God Emperor Palace?

Not only have they heard of this place, but they are also very familiar with it!

Because just half a month ago, the old leaders of the Moon God Sect and the Yang Shen Sect entered it to look for great opportunities.

"Sure enough, Patriarch Zixiao, like the old leader, is one of the most powerful chess players in this world!"